Some of our fav pieces we've done for our patrons this year:

Big fat random OC dump featuring: droopy woobie zombie, a Bengal cat in elf form & bootleg Jack Skellington

Mind the mild blood.

now is the perfect time to mention, although i haven't seen much of the discourse myself: i fucking love trans women. they are not predators, they are not a topic for discussion, a group to be othered, or any horseshit like that. they belong on tumblr, in this kink space, and beyond. if you don't respect trans women get the fuck off my blog and stay out.

Jack Bright !!! I love him sm (Not admin bright. Admin bright can go pull a Mari and fall down 50000 steps of stairs for all I care) he is so me fr <3

It's kinda sad that people get mad at others for liking Jack Bright "So you support AdminBright?" NO? Does your back hurt from that reach, sweetie? I will literally adopt his character so y'all can stfu.

also uhm can I just say I am kinda at a loss for what else to do to promote my work. I feel like ive tried everything and im still in a place where people just aren't reading it anymore and I feel like they don't care

people have their favorites and I get that but it just makes the fandom feel so small when everyone chooses to only support the same handful of people and not much else.

I guess all im asking is that people branch out. read new people, support other work because I understand how hard it is to work so hard on something and just see it sit there when others are treated so much differently. It hurts and I understand and I never want anyone to feel this way either.

I want this fandom to grow and for people to share and continue sharing ideas and not feel like only one person can write a certain character. I dont want comparative bullshit. i just want people to celebrate that we're all here creating shit equally.

A drawing I did for a "Draw Your OC" thread on Twitter/X!

character belongs to from: 🎵Gumi The Great🎵 (@AnniGumi) / X (twitter.com) !~

being a writer with an established interest in horror basically involves an endless cycle of daydreaming something extremely fucked up and in a rare moment of self-awareness going “…hey, that was a little too fucked up wasn’t it?” only to add it into your story anyway because it was fucked up enough for YOU to feel fucked up about it

This was drawn to The Mind Electric and you can tell

I finally finished! Lol work has been a key factor to why this is late buuuutttt its done! This is my OC Neve and you'll see her sometimes when I do more art for OBEYME! or TK art for the many lists and ideas I have lol. I was lazy and did not draw the background, found the wallpaper on Google. AN:

Art by: yours truly

If you share or repost, please give credit! Disclaimer: Did not make the background. The background was found on Google and belongs to the original creators and content.

so wild to me as someone who has been involved in online fandom for 15+ years seeing now a generation of young fans who have had queer rep in their mainstream media for pretty much their whole lives and are so used to audience/creator interaction on socials that they go into new media with the GENUINE ACTIVE EXPECTATION that their favourite noncanon queer ship will either be acknowledged or become canon if it's popular enough online

Fucking! Someone tried to lock me in a supply closet because "Halloween is over and we need to put the ghosts away"???? Never before have I been so disrespected!

Forgotten but not Lost

NOW ON Ao3

Unknown Life Series Season 4 sometime early march? Cubfan? Fwip? The bunnies are a goin folks. Have.... Whatever this is?

Unbetaed.

Forgotten but not Lost

They’re all just standing there. In a circle around a campfire. Its the first time that hes done this, Scar knows. It is not the first time he’s done this. He’s just as sure of that.

And yet, something here is wrong about the tableau before him. He’s never seen these people before in his life. Yet somehow he knows them. Not well, but still its stuff that he should not know about any of them. The werewolf? wolf hybrid? he doesnt know which and hes not sure why thats the questionable point when he knows the man is?was? royalty. Theres also something whispering in the back of his mind about frozen blood and an affront to good taste. To the wolfman’s right just where he should be is his right hand, the one who hears. The Fey is next, chatting quietly with a Demon no animosity present at all. The survivalist is blatantly listening to their conversation while he lightheartedly taunts an Omen whos trying to ignore him in favor of the conversation hes having with the Forge spirit. A Dragon gives him a smile or perhaps its the flash of a fang when their gazes meet.

He returns the grin, threat and greeting all in one before moving on. Theres the innovator, the timekeep, and his other half? former other half? his betrayer? his... The whispers are incoherent. Theres too much there and no time to piece through it at all. His gaze skips over a blank space, before landing on the puppetmaster, Fate’s favorite fighter, and completes the circle with a couple of people the whispers dont have much to say about at all. A glint, and Scar’s attention is drawn not to the pesky bird that the whispers have entirely too much to say about but to the blank space next to him. A space which is now occupied. A space which as always been occupied and Scar knows that this is what’s not... quite right. Black eyes with a spark of electric blue in their depths meet his own hazel evenly as they take each other in. The slightly rumpled young scientist across from him seems content to just study the strange company they both have found themselves apart of. Yet, something about the way he holds himself, the lack of surprise at his own presence here or the appearance of the others, suggests that he knows more than they do. And that the smug trickster finds it funny. And its just as obvious that he knows that Scar knows because he gets a sly half smirk directed his way the longer they stare at each other. It’s Scar who breaks first. “You have something of mine” he states, surprising himself. He doesn’t know how he knows this, he doesnt know where the other man got it, the whispers arnt talking. Theyve been strangley silent since their eyes met, and Scar knows that hes never met the man before in this life. Yet his statement, while attracting everyone elses attention, including a startled squawk from his former soulmate, is simply met with a widening grin that reveals far too many sharp teeth for the mouth they’re in. “I do.” Theres a pause while the rest of the group very loudly tries to figure out exactly when this blank space arrived but cannot to their vexation. “Did you want it back?” Scar almost nods and reaches out a hand before stopping abruptly “What happens if I take it back?” A shrug “You Know what you Are and you are Unfettered and Unbound in what you Can Do” Scar peers at him mulling that over. “I heard those capital letters Sir. What happens if I don’t take it back?” “I keep ahold of if until you decide you want it back” “Its not a limited time offer?” “Ehhhhhhhhh.” the noise is accompanied by a hand wiggle “It is a limited offer” “But not a limited time offer?” “No.” Scar hmms. “You keep it. I think I’ll have more fun figuring things out without it.” The other man nods and looks slightly wistful but accepting, as if he had already known what Scar would choose but had hoped otherwise. Their conversation is interrupted by a cough and the Instigator says from somewhere to his left “And with that cryptic conversation out of the way, lets get on with it shall we?” *****************************************************************************************************

Its later that same day and Scar has since learned that the blank space’s name is Cub and the one responsible is Grian, along with a host of other names which are frankly a lot easier to remember than the epithets that the whispers were offering when he stumbles across the pair of them arguing about something in the forest. “Listen, Grian” Cub says, clearly done with whatever is going on here. “We’re done. You’ve got resources to collect and so do I. But before I bounce, riddle me this; what is a watcher to a vex?” The words mean nothing to Scar, but Grian apparently does as do the whispers. He can feel their tension and can see just how tense and pale Grian has gotten, before he grits out a “I dont know” “Dinner and a Show” Cub answers before turning around and striding off deeper into the dark oak forest. “So step lightly, little watcher, before someone takes a bite”

SIGH I’m absolutely crushed. I was gonna put Ryan in the beach I’m adding to the city portion of my game, but Roblox deemed it to be “sexual content”. I do wonder which part is considered sexual. Is it the top scars? The natural shirtless male torso? The nipples, perhaps? Fuck if I know, it’s not like they’re gonna tell me.

My account got temporarily deactivated over this, I just had to check a little box saying I totally definitely read over the guidelines in order to reactivate it, but this is why I get anxiety every time I upload a character decal to Roblox. Not the first time it’s happened, it probably won’t be the last, rest in peace to beach bod Ryan.

no beating gasciogne today i just kind of beat some ppl up and died and levelled up in the dream world. thus ends my bloodborne playthrough blogging for ever

A drawing I did for a "Draw Your OC" thread on Twitter/X!

character belongs to from: (... they baleeted their twitter account?? 😭 but you can still find them here: ziggyratonon-laveur - Hobbyist, Digital Artist | DeviantArt (he properly credited the image!)